Chapter 50: Chapter Fifty
*Brielle’s POV*
If someone told me that I was going to graduate law school in record time, I would have told them that they were out of their mind. If someone told me that my ex-boyfriend would come back into my life only to sweep me off of my feet while investigating my family for being suspected murderers, I would have said that it was absolutely impossible for something like that to happen.
If someone said that I would have a second chance at love with this same ex-boyfriend whose guts I hated above all else in this world, I would have told them to screw themselves and take a flying leap. If anyone had said that I would be sitting in a room in a fair sized apartment married to this same man and, more surprisingly, carrying our first child together, that “anyone” would have found themselves waking up in a ditch or swimming with the fishes.
None of these things sounded possible.
And yet…
They all were.